Ravensblood Forest the healing touch

Arturo watched as she offered a slight smile when she hummed that she made her own luck. He could appreciate that, he mused to himself thoughtfully. He was not a big believer of fate but he did think that everything had it's time and it's place — whether that was considered fate or not depended upon how one looked at it. Arturo offered her a sage nod when she spoke that the northerner was not following them with confidence, taking her at her word. He had no reason to believe she was lying, after all. “Good, good,” Arturo murmured quietly, his fiery gaze like aflame twin embers against the ebony of his mask as she inquired about The Family. Arturo's lips twitched upwards faintly as if a ghosting smile was about to appear before he adopted his poker face when the presence of a male became abruptly known. The lack of respect shown to him in his presence prickled at the gangster but he kept his composure, though his muzzle lifted ever so slightly in his own, subtle displeasure at the ease in which the male stranger made it clear that he did not appreciate Arturo's presence.

He acknowledged the male with an assessing look but his gaze slid back to the woman, lips parted to speak the answers to her questions, while addressing them to the male who hovered protective by Isley. The truth was if Arturo wanted to hurt her he would have done so already. He might have considered himself a man of principle but he was a beast like any other and if he desired to inflict harm: he would. “The Family, in a broader term,” He explained, giving pause for a moment before he continued. “Teaghlaigh — it means The Family; it's my pack. Flesh and blood might not bind us but we are Family all the same. Extremely close knit: we take care of our own. Extremely territorial, and the wolves of Teaghlaigh are generally free to do as they wish as long as the two laws of The Family are enforced and followed. The Ceannasach's word is law and The Family before everything else. We accept anyone who wants to be apart of The Family regardless of age or background. Once a wolf is apart of The Family they will always remain apart of it and welcome unless they betray it.” It was the only exception; and the only thing that Arturo did not tolerate forgiveness for. Compromising The Family in the way that betrayal did was something that there was no repent for. He answered it with death.

“I am still gathering those who are interested in becoming apart of Teaghlaigh,” Which was his way of saying “no” without outright coming out and saying it. Teaghlaigh was still of humble beginnings but everything great was born of humble beginnings and Arturo was a (thankfully) patient man holding to the belief that if something was planned well there was no need to rush. His gaze flickered between the two for a moment as he lapsed into silence encouraging them to ask questions or voice interest or accordingly disinterest.